Gently kissing my forehead Timothee allowed me to lay on his chest all night. I checked the date Tuesday 8th February 2022. I sighed, "It's today." I sighed, Timothee groaned, "I don't want you to go Em." His voice, hurt deeply. He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly, "I have to. It's less than a year." I told him truthfully, "i don't want to go either." I continued. He sat up and looked me in the eye. His eyes almost flooded. He held my face and kissed me on the lips. I had no choice but to pull away, "I have to pack the last things," i whispered, "may i take some food for the journey?" I asked. Timothee nodded and as i walked out of the room his face landed in his hands.
I packed my bag and got into a comfy outfit.
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As i walked into the room Timothee was sat on his bed. His eyes blotchy. I went up to him and cuddled him. I had to be at the airport for 2 Pm it was 12 Pm. "I have to leave now." I said, Timothee sighing and holding me tightly. "Have a safe journey ok?" He ordered. I nodded and kissed him goodbye. He followed me too the door, i could tell he didn't want to be alone.
